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Post by sbester on Jul 25, 2009 11:47:34 GMT -5
EPISODE FIFTEEN: IN THE END
“I don’t feel right about this,” Karen complained.
“We don’t have a choice! Do you want little Tony to starve?” Jack II frowned at his wife as he edged her closer to the shop her parents owned.
“This is the last time!” Karen snapped. “I still don’t see why we couldn’t just ask them.”
“I can ask!” Jill volunteered.
“No!” Jack II and Karen yelled a little too loudly at her.
Karen took a deep breath and then pushed the door open to greet her parents, “Hi, daddy! Where’s mom today?”
“Hi, pumpkin, she’s out shopping this morning. She should be home soon, though,” her father answered her as Jill crawled eagerly through the door before it closed.
“Uh, how soon, exactly?” Karen stalled.
“Oh, could be any minute now.”
Jill crawled around to the other end of the store, staying carefully hidden from Jeff (Karen’s father) as he chatted.
“Oh, uh…” Karen was worried now. “Well, since there’s no one in here, how about you step outside for a moment and see your grandson? He’s just outside with Jack,”
“Well sure, but why don’t they come in here?” Jeff raised an eyebrow.
“He’s a very crazy child, he may break something,” Karen lied. Suddenly, the door opened behind her and her mother, Sasha, appeared into view. “M…mother!”
“Hi, sweetie,” Sasha greeted.
“Perfect timing,” Jeff smiled at his wife. “Wanna watch the register while I go outside to see our grandson?”
“Ofcourse, dear,” Sasha complied.
Damnit! Karen knew the plan was finished, it was time to back out now.
“Abort, abort!” she tried to whisper across the room to Jill, but ofcourse, the little brat was not listening.
“What was that, Karen?” Jeff said as he walked from behind the counter, and not seeing Jill crouched beneath him, he stumbled and tripped over her completely. Jill took this opportunity to jump up and scare Karen’s mother out of her wits.
“Stick ‘em up!” she made an imaginary gun out of her hands, pointing at Sasha.
“Ahhh!” Sasha screamed and jumped behind a crate of canned goods.
“Jill!” Karen yelled angrily. “It’s okay, mother, father. It’s just Jack’s little sister playing a joke…” she lied again.
“Ahahaha!” Jeff laughed loudly. “I haven’t been caught so offguard in a very long time, that was a wonderfully planned attack!”
Karen slapped her palms to her head in annoyance, morons.
“Bang, bang!” Jill cheered as she reached fro the cash register.
“Jill, we need to go!” Karen helped her mother from the floor.
“But I haven’t even…”
“Now!”
“What’s the rush, dear?” Sasha asked with concern.
“Just a lot of things that need tending to at the farm, busy, busy!” Karen scooted over to where Jill was standing and pulled her by the wrist towards the door.
The door slammed behind them and Jack II stared in wonder at the two before speaking, “So what happened?”
“We failed to get the money,” Karen shot him an evil look. “We just have to face the facts, we’re no Bonnie and Clyde, Jack.”
“What the hell do we do now?” Jack II stomped hastily on the ground. “We need that money to live on!”
“Well either you’d better come up with a new plan, or we’ll simply have to ask them for their help like we should have done in the beginning!”
Jack II thought it over a moment, “…I think we just need to select some new targets,”
Intermission
Indabox knocked on the farm door, wondering why it was that the fields seemed so bare and dreading to hear the words from his son’s mouth, “I’m broke.” Not being greeted, he turned the knob and found that the door was unlocked. Stupid child, who doesn’t lock their door?
The house was a mess, small and indeed, never upgraded. Jack II had failed to live up to his father’s expectations, and ofcourse, he knew very well that Jill probably had a hand in it. Walking around, Indabox noticed a diary at the side of the larger bed, and decided to read some of it. It was worse than he could ever have imagined… Jack II was delusional!
Skimming through, page by page, he could see that his son had developed quite the imagination. It must have been because he had no cable. There was no way in hell that Jill could have caused this much trouble, and the entries dealing with his grandfather being alive and well confirmed his suspicions that Jack II was a liar, or seriously ill.
“This is terrible! He even thinks that Jill is married? How awful a place this must be to produce such foul thoughts in a young man’s mind! I must drag him back home at once. And as for Jill…” he had to think about that one for a while.
“Papa!” Jill screamed as she entered the farmhouse and jumped on the poor old man.
“Ouch, Jill, yer heavy…”
Hearing the familiar voice from outside the house, Jack II and Karen panicked.
“What are we gonna do?!” Karen whispered.
“We… we should… run! Run and hide!” Jack II grabbed her by the arm and pulled, almost knocking the poor baby out of her arms.
“Where’s your brother…” Indabox snapped at Jill, looking outside into the open fields alertly.
“Where’s YOUR brother!” Jill frowned.
“You know I don’t have one, now where is Jack?”
“I don’t know, where is he?”
“Jill, I don’t have time for your games now. This is very important, he is sick and needs help,” Indabox was getting angry.
“He’s not sick, he’s faking,” Jill folded her arms, not knowing what on earth her father was talking about.
“He’s… I see,” Indabox realized. “He hates living here and is faking these mental delusions so that I will allow him to come home. And as a result he has refused to do any work over the last few years. Well I am not a fool!”
“None at all,” Jill confirmed rightly.
“I’m surprised you two were able to eat and stay alive when he hasn’t been doing any work. He should be ashamed of himself!”
“I’m so hungry, papa!” Jill complained.
“Ha! He’s not going to get away with this! I’ll see to it that he spends the rest of his days in this crappy little town!” Indabox stormed off to find his lazy son.
“Haha, daddy said ‘crappy’,” Jill laughed hysterically.
“Where are we going?!” Karen called ahead to her husband as he lead them through the town. It was now that baby Tony began to cry mercilessly, giving away their position to anyone walking about town. There was no escaping Indabox, not now, not ever.
“I don’t know, we’re doomed!” Jack II cried.
“Can’t you just apologize and tell him you’ll do better if he gives you more time?”
Jack II stopped in his tracks and looked back at his naïve wife, “Apologize? Do you know what kind of sick, twisted, demented, and not to mention demeaning and destructive act that would entail? DO YOU!?!!!”
“Um…” Karen was a little afraid now. “No… what?”
Jack II got very close to her face and made sure their eyes met at a steady gaze as he blurted out the answer: “Swallowing one’s pride.”
Karen was now furious, “Are you trying to tell me that this is all a matter of your false sense of stupid pride?!”
“Well Jill’s the one who ruined our living!” Jack II was taken aback.
“Jack! You are to march up to your father right now and apologize this instant! And furthermore, you will then demand that he take your sister with him back home and leave us in peace to fix the farm up in OUR way and raise our son under MY traditions! Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Jack II was gone in an instant.
“Whahhh!” Tony cried in her arms still.
“Rrgh, lets get you home,” Karen retraced her steps back to their house and hoped that she could trust Jack II with the very simple task he was assigned. Ofcourse, her wish would not be granted.
“A fire? Where?” the mayor read the note posted on his front door. The note had read, Fire, come immediately! “Honestly, now! Who would post such a thing on my door without giving a location?! This is outrageous! I must alert the townsfolk and we shall solve this mystery before it is too late!” the mayor was off.
Now was Jack II’s chance to strike! Having the mayor out of the way, he was free to rob the richest man in town. When the mayor was out of sight, he ran for the door and opened it, only to find the mayor’s good wife standing at the kitchen wonderingly at the boy who had decided to break in uninvited.
“Jack? Is something the matter?” she asked.
“Uh…” the idiot had forgotten all about her. “I got a note on my door telling me there was a fire…but no location was listed…” he lied.
“That is odd. Honestly, though, only an idiot would fall for a prank like that.”
“Wha..?” Jack II mumbled.
“Someone’s playing a trick on you. If you ever want to become mayor of this town you’ll have to smarten up and realize when you’re being played, you silly boy,” She answered, allowing Jack II to breathe a little easier. “How do you think my hubby got his position? By playing the fool all these years? No, sir! Now run along, if there were really a fire I would know about it.”
Jack II sheepishly bade her farewell and was on his way.
“Damnit!”
“Aha!” Indabox’s voice scared the hell out of his son.
“Damnit again!” Jack II ran away as fast as he could, which he knew would only make his old man even more furious with him. “I was so close to getting a fortune, stupid bandit job! Stupid mayor’s wife!”
By the time Jack II had gotten home he was completely out of breath, and it was imposible for Karen to understand what he was trying to say to her.
“I…He’s… Mayor’s..Wi…”
“Jack, slow down. What are you trying to say?” Karen tried to calm him.
It was no use, he coughed and coughed but could not catch his breath. They needed to HIDE! FAST! Grabbing little Tony from the cradle he ran to find the ladder and prompt himself and the baby up to the roof where his father would never think to look.
“Jack, where are you going?” Karen yelled.
“To…Roof… Must…”
She had no patience and refused to listen to the rest, “Jack get back down here with our son this instant!”
Some help she was being. He decided that his only chance was to ignore her and pretend he did not know her when his father appeared on the scene. Up on the rooftops Jack II and the baby sat, trying to keep away from sight.
Karen would not take this sitting down, and went outside to get a better view of her crazy spouse.
“Jack! Get down here now!” she yelled.
It was then that Indabox arrived, “Dear god!”
The sudden arrival startled Karen, “Oh…”
“I should have guessed he wouldn’t hesitate to stoop so low! He has taken an infant as a hostage so that I will not make him stay in this horrible little town!” Indabox declared.
Karen was afraid that Jack II may accidentally drop their son, and decided that the best course of action would be to lie to her father-in-law, “Yes, yes! Oh how I wish someone would get my poor baby back to me!”
Indabox ignored her completely, “You can think again, buddy! Drop the damned kid, what do I care?! I have all day, and if you don’t come down soon, I’m goonna have to come up there and get you myself!”
“Ahhhhhhh!!!!!” Jack II screamed like a 5 year old girl as he almost did drop baby Tony off the ledge out of fear.
“Get him, poppy!” Jill was suddenly at the scene of the crime as well.
“Oh, no! Please, you must get my baby back!” Karen begged, hoping he would listen to her this time.
“Karen!” Jack II yelled down. “What are you doing?! I thought we were in this together!”
Indabox shot an evil look at her, “You lent your own child off to a psycho as a hostage?!”
“Um… I didn’t exactly lend him…” Karen stuttered.
“You horrible woman!” Indabox screamed.
“I don’t like her either daddy, she does terrible things to me!” Jill hissed.
“Jill!” Karen didn’t know what to say.
It was then that the mayor and a whole brigade of rescuers showed up, ready to save their fellow citizens from outbreaks of fire.
“There they are! Atop the roof!” the mayor pointed. “We’ll save you Jack!”
“What is the meaning of this?” Indabox was now confused.
“No time to talk, stranger. We have a fire to fight!” the group of helpers rushed to the foot of the house and urged Jack II to throw the baby to them and jump from the roof himself.
“It’s your only chance!” they yelled.
“Are you crazy? I’m not coming down there!” Jack II refused.
“But soon the flames will engulf the entire premises, and you two as well!” the mayor cried.
“What fire are you talking about?” Karen raised an eyebrow.
“The fire inside of your house, my dear!” the mayor pushed her gently aside.
“Ahahahahaha!” Indabox laughed out loud. Everyone looked at him strangely, not able to anticipate his explanation as to what was so funny. “I really must hand it to you, my son, you really have thought this through. You knew that taking a hostage would not be enough to stop me, so you lit fire inside the house so that I could not follow you. A flawless plan, indeed, hahaha. But alas, I shall have the last laugh!” Indabox grabbed the fire hose from one of the townspeople and immediately let loose on poor Jack II and the baby in his arms.
Not having enough time to think, Jack II flung his infant son into the crowd of people (and was caught safely) and fell off the side of the roof to his death… okay, maybe he didn’t exactly die, but he really, really hurt his arm, and it got bruised and everything!
Indabox walked slowly and triumphantly over to where his son lay on the ground, dazed and injured. “I have caught you!”
“Owy!” Jack II whined as he clutched his arm.
“Jack! Are you alright!?” Karen rushed to his aid.
“I always thought it would be your sister we would have to commit to an insane asylum,” Indabox said sternly. “But it seems that it is you who must go.”
“No, Jill destroyed all our crops and our chance at a good living! We were only trying to avoid you until we could find some money!” Karen yelled with tears in her eyes.
Indabox was speechless, “The, you are his wife? And this child is my…”
“Grandson!” Jack II said bitterly. “Didn’t you get any of the letters I sent you?”
“Nope!” Jill piped suddenly. “I took them out of the mailbox and ate them. They don’t taste very good but it was funny anyways,” she explained.
“But, the diary! I read it, and those are some pretty tall tales you’ve told. Not to mention the writings in some of them are atrocious!”
“Those would be Jill’s entries,” Jack II groaned in pain.
“This is horrible!” the mayor yelled as everyone stared at him in confusion. What could be awful? The whole mess had just come to light.
“No, this explains everything,” Indabox realized.
“I don’t care about that!” The mayor yelled. “Someone’s house in town is burning and we’ve wasted all this time here! Men, to the town! Quickly!” they raced off on their wild goose chase before Jack II could say anything.
Intermission
“So tell me truthfully,” Indabox and his family sat down at the dinner table to talk. “Do you want to stay in town?”
“Yeah, I kinda like it here,” Jack II admitted, putting a smile on Karen’s face.
“Then it shall be done, you’ll get your second chance.”
“Really? You mean it?!” Jack II asked hopefully.
“Of course! I can’t bear to rip this poor lass from the only place she’s ever known, especially when she has a son of her own,” he referred to Karen. “Crazy girl would bite my head off,”
Karen shot him an offended look, “I…”
“We’re both so happy!” Jack II cut her off. “But does that mean you’re going to take Jill with you?”
Indabox looked over at Jill who was busy trying to trap an imaginary rat with her raincap. “Hell no, you’ve done better with her here than your mother and I ever did. She’s your responsibility forever, pal.”
“Damnit a third time!” Jack II cursed.
“Perhaps if I lent you some money for an upgrade, an extra couple rooms, maybe? That would help you to manage things a little better?” Indabox offered.
Jack II and Karen looked at each other and then back at him, “AN upgrade? With all the damages she’s caused? We’ll see ya in court, buddy.”
Dear journal,
I guess I can stop updating my parents on the events in my life now. They never did believe some of the crazy stories in that diary, especially the ones about gramps… oh well. I’m suing them for all they got after all the crap I’ve been put through. They’re the legal guardians, not me! Yeah, I think the next few years are gonna be a lot better for me and Karen, and hopefully our kid won’t turn out anything like Jill.
That’s all for my first entry, goodnight!
END OF SEASON 2!
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